I see your true colors

Aura envy...

never thought I'd be inflicted with this sad condition,

but my competitive side 

was in full force this weekend.

My son, niece and I decided to have our auras photographed this weekend.

My son is a veteran,

so he pretty much knew what to expect.

Ellen and I were newbies -

but we had hopes - 

despite Art Boy telling us that there is no hierarchy of colors;

no chakra superior to others.

But us girls, 

still thinking in terms of Western 'rankings', 

knew better;

 we definitely wanted to have certain auras.

I envisioned myself as a purple or blue with tinges of white.

Ellen saw herself as indigo blue.

Yeah, not so much.

(From left to right - 

Niece, son, me)

Their auras are their stories to tell - 

but, can I just say, 

they seem to represent both of them 

to perfection.
(And, yes, that seems to be a figure standing with my son,
someone who literally 'has his back';
comfort indeed to a boy who lost his dad when he was 10!)

My 'reading' - and aura- 

was a surprise - 

but also spot on.

I was told that my aura represents 

a burst of creativity and new beginnings 

that's consuming and almost overwhelming.

A time of creativity, 

involving stamina, vigor, excitement 

and being courageous.

And, while you can't see it as well with the scanned image,

there's also a subtle streak of green in the center

indicating that there is a time of healing beginning to emerge.

There's also a distinct but subtle white obelisk in the lower left corner.

We couldn't decide if that's the BVM 

(since it resembles the image that emerged on my deck lamp panel)

or a tower or monument I need to be looking for on the Camino

that could be significant.

Time will tell!

What fun!